My imagination

It a story about a girl named Emma and what happens in her head.
I wrote this for the Other worlds competition. The firts two chapters may be a little boring but it gets better later. Please comment and tell me what you whink1

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2. An empty room

I was so confused, about everything! I didn't know what was happening. How can a whole page just dissapear? I had so many other questions and I didn't have a clue how to answer them.
I went to bed the same night still thinking about all the stuff happened. And then something weird happened. I had a dream.
I was sitting in an empty room. And by empty I mean empty. No furniture, no doors, no windows. In the middle of the room there was a man.
- Hello, you must be Emma. Nice to meet you. I need you to come with me.
- With you?
- Yes.
- Where?
- Through the door to my world.
Was this man crazy? There was no door. And his world? What was he talking about? It was a dream after all, so strange things might happen. So I said:
- I don't see a door.
- Look around.
I looked around me. To the left, to the right, in front and behind. Still no door.
- I don't see it.
- Did you look everywhere?
- Yes.
- How about under your feet?
I looked down to my feet and there it was - the door. At the only place I didn't look.
- I guess I forgot.
- Search for the obvious first. Come along then. Somebody is waiting for us.
I opened the door and jumped down in the hole. I was travelling trough a shinning tunnel. Many colors and they were all changing from time to time. I was listening to many voices. Some of them were singing, some were shouting. But there was this one that caught my attention. It was a very quiet wisper. And it was saying my name.
- Emma, Emma.
It sounded tender and soft. I don't know how it happened but I followed it. Suddenly I found myself in a small village with many people. The man from the empty room was sitting next to me.
- Welcome home.
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